Friday, 22 October 2010

Silent Shout

I know what that feels like, only last night after a good feed, bottle of wine and fine company I had the strangest dream that I needed to escape from something and my only means was to shout for help, nothing, nothing came out and the frustration ensued. Pretty dark place, pretty frightening at times but making it out of it and waking up was somehow liberating and the bed was still warm.

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